In the back of my car this brisk morn
“baa baa black sheeeep
ave you any wool
yes SIR yes SIR
3 bags full
one for the master
one for the Dave
one for the little boy who lives down the way
Today my mantra shall be
“don’t eat them, they are your children”
Ha!
No Really,!??!
The future is unwritten, so make sure to spell check 
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